10:42 pm
listening to eric talk to his sister.
he mentions to her that we're planning on getting another dog.
he says "we need another farm dog, a better working dog. but Sarah also wants an old pomeraian, one she can take in a bag to Barneys."
[let the record show that I have been to Barneys about 10 times and have only purchased perfume or lipstick; emotional purchases that come from the dark depths of self pity.]

In all seriousness we do need more dogs: dogs to chase deer, dogs to protect sheep and chickens (to give quick comparison - Nea responds to the command "CHICKEN!" in reference to her tug toy), dogs that sleep outside all night...real dogs. I want a dog that works as hard as we do. That eats as infrequently as we do, that ignores us and that belongs to the farm. Nea can watch, privileged from the sidelines. She'll likely always be an inside-at-night sort of girl. Barney's...a vague figment of our imaginations...